well the 90's took me from 8 to 18
started down the pubs from 16, so only really fully enjoyed that side of life from about 1998 onwards. but i remember the music, shame i was in a quiet end of town, when i hit college is was weekends down in london at ministry and fabric.
i think i pi**ed most of my part time earnings up a wall through those years; quite literally
back in my old town it was flacks, it was the only pub open after 11, and everyone in the town used to go down to it. and it always gaurenteed to kick off, you could set your watch by it, the ploice would be waiting with a riot van at about 12 when everyone fell out it had open fires in the winter, 2 cellars with bands playing in, floors you stuck to. half the scars i've got are from that place, oh happy memories, i miss being that age no responsibilities, no worries, money in your pocket and a beer in your hand, loads of skanks and the high chance of a punch up followed by a kebab on the way home